Down That Golden Road

What Comes To Mind When You Hear Those Words? Everyone Seems To Have A Different Interpretation For Different Phrases.
Try To Imagine For A Moment The Most Serine Place You Have Ever Been. A Place Within Your Comfort Zone. A Place You Can Sit Back And Think About All The Wonderful Times You Shared With A Loved One. Whether It Be Last Year Or 50 Years Ago, A Speckle In Time Is All It Was.
Eternity Is Just That. Forever.
We As Human Beings Living In A Time That Was Used By Others Before Us. A Place That Will Someday Be Used By Those Who Will Come After Us.
I Can Remember As A Child The Oldest Living Person That I Knew Was My Great Grandfather. Through A Childs Eyes You See Things Differently. I Will Never Forget The Day He Passed Away. My Grandpa Was Big And Strong But That Day He Cried. The Only Day I Ever Saw Him Cry. I Placed My Hand Into His And Not A Word Was Spoken.
He Picked Me Up Into His Strong Arms And Kissed Me On The Cheek And He Told Me He Loved Me. I Never Knew My Grandfather To Share His Lovingness In A Physical Way.
Even Though I Was Raised In A Loving Home The Words I Love You Were Hardly Spoken. However, I Was Taught To Show Your Love In What You Did For Others. That's An Expression Of Love. Bake A Pie, Prepare A Meal. Send Cards Or Flowers. Plant A Tree.
When Someone Loses A Loved One It's Difficult Sometimes To Find The Right Words To Comfort The One Who Suffered The Loss. Ofcourse Shortly After The Loss Both Family And Friends Are In Abundance. The Time Afterwards, The True Emptiness Begins To Become Relavant.
So Where Do You Find Your Inner Peace? On The Fishing Bank? Do You Go Out And Buy A Book And Sink Your Mind Into The Depth Of It?
I Find My Inner Peace Through A Child. A Childs Eyes Are The Innocense Of Being. A Child Does Not See As We See. They Only Know For What They Have Been Taught. Their Innocense Shines Through From What They Don't Know Or Have Not Been Shown. Because Of Their Assumption Some Strange Or Funny Things Can Result From It.

If You Have A Friend Or Loved One That Is Hurting Because Of A Loss, Try To Fill That Void With Something New Or Fresh. I Have Always Thought By Planting A Tree Or Shrub Could Serve As A Silent Reminder Or Reflection Of The Times Spent With That Person You Miss Here On Earth.
With Times Like This I Am Reminded By, To Everything There Is A Season.
To Everything-A Season, And A Time To Every Delight Under The Heavens:
A Time To Be Born And A Time To Die. A Time To Plant, A Time To Pluck The Planted.
A Time To Slay, And A Time To Heal. A Time To Break Down, And A Time To Build Up.
A Time To Cry, And A Time To Laugh. A Time To Mourn, And A Time To Dance.
A Time To Seek, And A Time To Destroy. A Time To Keep, And A Time To Throw Away.
A Time To Rend, And A Time To Sew. A Time To Be Silent, And A Time To Speak.
A Time To Love, And A Time To Hate. A Time Of War, And A Time For Peace.
May God Bless And Keep You Forever More.